Semua Bab Regrets Come Too Late: Bab 91 - Bab 100

John's gaze grew darker as he watched what was happening with Sierra.Morgan sensed the strange atmosphere between them and took the risk. "Mr. Henderson, I'll give you and Sierra…I mean, Ms. Bell some space. I need to take a call outside."John hummed in agreement.Morgan then shot the others a look. One by one, they softened their movements and slipped quietly out of the room. Sierra did not notice any of it as she was already in a daze thanks to the alcohol.Once the door closed behind them, someone whispered in the hallway, "Are we really just leaving them in there? Is that alright?"Morgan, who was more certain now of his suspicions, said, "It's fine.""What about Sierra?" Mr. Smith glanced uneasily at the door. "Leaving her alone with Mr. Henderson… Is that really okay?"Sierra was a very pretty woman, after all. They had only ever heard rumors of John. None of them really knew what kind of man he was. It was impossible not to worry."Mr. Henderson isn't that kind of man,

Sierra couldn't drink.Two glasses of country wine at three to eight percent alcohol were enough to get her tipsy. Three or four would knock her out completely.She had already drunk four small glasses of wine. If she drank any more, there was no telling what might happen."I've checked," John said, handing her a full glass of cool water. His slender fingers holding the wineglass made them look strangely alluring. "Drink."Sierra took it and gulped it down in one breath.Watching her, John's eyes grew darker in silence. She drank without the slightest suspicion despite him leaving her sight. He didn't know whether he was glad she trusted him that much or worried about how defenseless she was."All done." Sierra set the glass down. She could no longer tell water from liquor since she was completely drunk.John played along. "That's right.""Can I go now?" She still hadn't realized they were the only two people left in the room.John naturally took her purse and steadied her swa

There was no time for Nicholas to think about what had just happened. When he saw John walking farther away with Sierra in his arms, he immediately followed him. It was late at night, Sierra was drunk, and there was no guarantee John would not take advantage of her.John noticed but did not stop him, allowing Nicholas to step into the elevator as well.Nicholas stood openly at his side with a clear message in his posture. He was going to watch John and make sure nothing happened to Sierra.John could not even be bothered to spare him a glance.Soon, they reached the eighteenth floor.The bodyguards at the door nodded when they saw John. Mr. Rogers also greeted him. "Sir.""Where's Tommy?" John asked."Master Tommy is inside reading," Mr. Rogers reported. "He has already had dinner, but he keeps asking when Ms. Brooks will be back."John hummed in acknowledgment and stepped inside.Nicholas followed close behind."There's nothing more for you to do here. Leave one car key an

Tommy wanted to say no to John.He wanted to take care of his mom himself.Before he could insist, his father picked him up and carried him toward the bedroom, quietly threatening him, "If you don't wash up and go to sleep, I'll tell her tomorrow that I was the one who brought her home."Tommy was a little stunned. "You…""Hurry now," John urged.Tommy stayed where he was. "I'll wait for you."John didn't argue with him. He took the makeup remover into the master bedroom and began to clean Sierra's face with practiced motions. He was very careful with the corners of her eyes and around her lips. When he finished, he used a fresh towel to wipe her face repeatedly until there was nothing left on her skin.Tommy watched it all from the doorway.Old scenes appeared from his memories without warning.Years ago, when Mom went to dinner parties with Dad and came home late, she would sometimes fall asleep in the car. Dad would tell him not to wake her, then carry her inside and ge

"You're not asleep?" John sat up, his expression giving nothing away."Sleep is nowhere near as fun as watching the drama and sipping tea," Kenneth said.He called the staff outside to bring in two glasses and a bottle of wine. Only after that did he continue."Especially when the drama is centered around you."John didn't respond.The wine and glasses were brought in. Once the staff left, Kenneth opened the bottle, filled both glasses, and pushed one toward John. "You have the story, I have the drinks. Start talking."John looked at him, his eyes hiding too many things at once."Don't stare at me like that. It's creepy," Kenneth joked.John took the glass from him and set it directly on the table.Kenneth paused. "Alright, now I'm really curious. What happened?""Earlier tonight, Tommy asked me two questions," John said, his tone flat. "After I answered, he got mad. Told me to treat him as if he were dead.""What two questions?" Kenneth immediately realized they had to be